The stray came back,
gliding in,
without so much as
a scratch
at the door –

she came back carrying
apathy
on her tongue
and eyes
capable of seeing only
her reflection;

she came back
with dirtied flesh
and matted hair;
slinking into bed with
nuzzles,
playful nips
and cuddles
soaked in cold sweat;

she came back
with a brand new coat
and a ring
around her finger.

I removed those
before her clothes.

(art by Egon Schiele)